The Cats In The Cradle Chapter 8
The girls had taken Connor to Buffy's place and were trying to make sense of what was happening all around them and to them. Faith sat over Connor on the arm of the couch playing happily with his hair, smoothing it through her fingers. He sighed contentedly; the motions she was making were so relaxing, so sweet. He looked at her and changed his expression from a pout to a sweet childish smile every now and then. But Buffy didn't seem to like it, and it made Dawn awkward so he tried to downplay it. Not that Faith would give up to his reluctance so quickly. So he took her hand, kissed it gently, then brought it down and held it at his side.
*****In the Master's lair******
Dru was running around making snake-like spiralling motions every now and then. The Master paced slowly with power and scratched his chin in thought: "Connor Angel, Connor Angel...*laughs* hmph..how interesting, the child of my sweet Darla and the powerful Angelus." Dru stopped and turned to look at the Master and corrected him: "Angelus's Darla, she left you for 'im. Don't you remember? Hmmm, her skin hums for him...humming humming, their dancing, dancing, so dizzy dancing Tango." The Master ignored her: "He is still part of my bloodline, even if it isn't strong in him. Angelus and Darla were children of Aureli therefore he is. And he's too young a childe to disobey me.far too young, they only loose their rebellious streaks and dependence after around a hundred...*shouts* It's that! Damn soul! How do I turn Connor Angel into Connor Angelus?"
Dru stopped and hopped over to the Master: "I know," she said, half-singing. "Do you? Dear one? You are the last of your family.all alone now.all gone, want me to get you a nice nephew to play with?" Dru pouted and nodded her head, then swayed with the emotions she was channelling: "Yes, yes I do...*laughs* hmm such strong feelings, hmm running higher than the hilltops...hmm Connor and that, that." "That what?" "Slayer...the slayer." "The pretty one?" "No, 'is little wildcat. Hmm, they'll fight, fight for eachother...we won't win." "What!?" "Shhhhh...you didn't let me finish..I know a trick want to play?"
**********************(Back in Buffy's house)
Dawn finally decided to voice some of her thoughts and pull them all out of their trance: "So Connor, how come you came down here...a casual visit?" Connor flinched: "Not exactly." Faith saw the sudden fear in Connor's baby blues and knew: "You didn't tell them did you?" "No..." "Not even a note." "No." Faith smacked Connor's ribs and moved back. Dawn jumped to Connor's defence: "Do you always have to hit him like that!" "That's none of your business you little-"
The girls had taken Connor to Buffy's place and were trying to make sense of what was happening all around them and to them. Faith sat over Connor on the arm of the couch playing happily with his hair, smoothing it through her fingers. He sighed contentedly; the motions she was making were so relaxing, so sweet. He looked at her and changed his expression from a pout to a sweet childish smile every now and then. But Buffy didn't seem to like it, and it made Dawn awkward so he tried to downplay it. Not that Faith would give up to his reluctance so quickly. So he took her hand, kissed it gently, then brought it down and held it at his side.
*****In the Master's lair******
Dru was running around making snake-like spiralling motions every now and then. The Master paced slowly with power and scratched his chin in thought: "Connor Angel, Connor Angel...*laughs* hmph..how interesting, the child of my sweet Darla and the powerful Angelus." Dru stopped and turned to look at the Master and corrected him: "Angelus's Darla, she left you for 'im. Don't you remember? Hmmm, her skin hums for him...humming humming, their dancing, dancing, so dizzy dancing Tango." The Master ignored her: "He is still part of my bloodline, even if it isn't strong in him. Angelus and Darla were children of Aureli therefore he is. And he's too young a childe to disobey me.far too young, they only loose their rebellious streaks and dependence after around a hundred...*shouts* It's that! Damn soul! How do I turn Connor Angel into Connor Angelus?"
Dru stopped and hopped over to the Master: "I know," she said, half-singing. "Do you? Dear one? You are the last of your family.all alone now.all gone, want me to get you a nice nephew to play with?" Dru pouted and nodded her head, then swayed with the emotions she was channelling: "Yes, yes I do...*laughs* hmm such strong feelings, hmm running higher than the hilltops...hmm Connor and that, that." "That what?" "Slayer...the slayer." "The pretty one?" "No, 'is little wildcat. Hmm, they'll fight, fight for eachother...we won't win." "What!?" "Shhhhh...you didn't let me finish..I know a trick want to play?"
**********************(Back in Buffy's house)
Dawn finally decided to voice some of her thoughts and pull them all out of their trance: "So Connor, how come you came down here...a casual visit?" Connor flinched: "Not exactly." Faith saw the sudden fear in Connor's baby blues and knew: "You didn't tell them did you?" "No..." "Not even a note." "No." Faith smacked Connor's ribs and moved back. Dawn jumped to Connor's defence: "Do you always have to hit him like that!" "That's none of your business you little-"